December 10th, 2011

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  • Dedicated to Rebekah Fowler
                                    

Dear Doctor,

           That man came back. The strange bowtie wearing man, remember him. He had a girl with him this time. She had flaming red hair; she was wearing a really short skirt. I think her name was Amy, I can't remember. Mom wasn't home so I had to sit and wait with them. It was kind of awkward. He called himself John Smith. That's a fake name; I could see right through it. When I told him my name he got this big smile on his face, it took up most of his face in fact.

            His friend didn't say much. She's Scottish though, she had a very thick accent when she did talk. She looked at me with her eyes full of confusion. 'Mr. Smith' looked at me like I was the most interesting thing in the whole universe; like you use to. I lost control and started to tap my fingers to the rhythm in my head. He looked frightened. That puzzled me. Who is he Doctor? Do you know him?

    For a mere second I thought he was you. But you wouldn't hide from me. Would you? I know he's not you though, he doesn't act like you. He goofs around and uses his hands a lot when he talks. Plus he doesn't wear skinny suits. Maybe you sent him, did you?

            I had another dream Doctor. You came back for me sort of, Rose was in it she said you sent her to come get me. She said you needed me, and that I was to be either the one to love you or the one do destroy you. I hate my dreams. I never really knew Rose; I knew Martha and Donna but not Rose. What was she like? When you would talk about her your eyes, they got so sad.

Have you seen her? I mean I know she got sucked in another dimension but isn't there some way you can get to her? I mean you could right? Is there another me in an alternate dimension? That's so cool.  

            I have to go downstairs and say goodbye to 'John' and Amy.

With all my heart, 

Cora Saxon

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